Let's talk about a n***a done lost his head
Maybe a mulatto woulda only been half dead
All his grounds quicksand ain't nothing to believe in
He just cynical but they call him a heathen
Lean up on da people's kid more than himself
Happiness is worthless, money where he find his wealth
I can't feel you no more
It ain't the real you no more
Come back cry in my arms
I don't mean you no harm
You know I'll listen but you won't speak
You know I'll show you, you won't peak
I know it ain't the truth that you seek
They call you strong but I see you weak
I know it ain't the truth that you seek
...
There was peace when there was nothing left
You found Nirvana with a little d**h
There was peace when there was nothing left
You found Nirvana with a little d**h
Can't believe it won't believe it, what we come to?
You staring down the barrel of a gun too?
But it ain't my finger or yours behind the trigger
Ain't nobody worried, "down another n***a," huh?
You mistook denial for depression
Then the Kid gave you new direction
Caught myself, lulled into a groove
Scope still at the head, make sure you watch your move
You was taken out by a n***a darker than me
Click... Click... spark it I'm free
You given up on everybody close to you
People's Kid'll tell you that is what you supposed to do
That's too deep that's too real
I'm just saying how I feel
There was peace when there was nothing left
You found Nirvana with our little d**h
There was peace when there was nothing left
You found Nirvana with our little d**h
There was peace when there was nothing left
You found Nirvana with a little d**h
There was peace when there was nothing left
You found Nirvana with a little d**h